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Amanda stood where she was, lost in thought. Delphine wanted to see her—at eleven o’clock at night, no less?
What kind of matter required a meeting at that hour?
She analyzed the current situation: Delphine had been sent to the back courtyard, and the old master had taken the opportunity of the Mark incident to give her a warning.
Everyone living in this grand villa had their own hidden agendas. The old master stayed behind the scenes, watching like an audience at a play. Who was good and who was bad—he saw it all with piercing clarity.
Benjamin lay unconscious. There was no way the old master would let someone like Barry—gloomy, power-hungry—take over the management of Benjamin’s company.
Although all belonged under the Schmidt Group, Benjamin’s corporation operated independent
